Chapter 137: Not even childhood sweethearts can match our San Shui's flirting!

San Shui, he is...

"Mom, I'll introduce myself." Qin Miao stood up, walked over confidently, extended his hand: "Hello, I'm Qin Miao, Miaomiao's husband. Nice to meet you."

Chu Guilan still very enthusiastic: "San Shui, this Xiao He, is someone we lived with in a big courtyard in Shan Cheng a few years ago; he and Miaomiao grew up together from childhood..."

Xiao He's face turned even paler.

The last bit of hope was completely shattered! That "Mom" still rumbles in his head.

Chu Miaomiao slowly stood up, head down, looking at her toes, not daring to look up at Xiao He classmate; this guilty expression, Qin Miao only needed one glance to understand.

At this moment, Qin Miao's hand still hung in the air; Xiao He opposite was obviously shocked, couldn't react, just stared fixedly at the approaching Chu Miaomiao.

"Auntie, Miaomiao... isn't she just a freshman? I heard Uncle Zhang say that during college she wasn't allowed to date, and now..."

"Well, fate brought us together naturally. Come, Xiao He, come in and sit."

"No, Auntie, I just got off the plane today and wanted to drop by for a visit; my car is downstairs, I'll leave now, my parents are still waiting for me at home..."

After saying that, Xiao He gave Chu Miaomiao one last look, then turned and left.

After the door closed, Chu Miaomiao instantly lost her earlier coyness, hurried over: "San Shui brother, you... you don't need to bother with him, not shaking hands is fine, who cares about him?"

At this moment, she seemed a bit more normal, and her expression showed some worry, obviously fearing Qin Miao would be unhappy.

"It's fine, Miaomiao, Mom, it's getting late, I should head back."

"Don't rush, eat first then leave."

"No, today I'm delivering a stereo set to home, I need to go check, plus our new bedding should be almost done; I'll go check, the aunties at the factory are really enthusiastic, I thought we don't need to stay long, two quilts would suffice, but they insist on making eight..."

While speaking, Qin Miao had already reached the doorway.

"I'll see you out!" Chu Miaomiao picked up her coat and walked out with him.

"Goodbye, you've been tired all day..."

"No, I must see you to your car."

Chu Guilan didn't stop them either; she knew her daughter ought to explain things to Qin Miao.

In the hallway, the two walked slowly, neither speaking, the atmosphere somewhat gloomy.

As they reached the first-floor hallway entrance, Chu Miaomiao finally spoke: "San Shui brother, there's really nothing between me and him; I know he likes me, but... I never promised anything; in my eyes, he's just a brother."

Qin Miao smiled: "I know."

"You don't... blame me?"

"Miaomiao, how could I blame you? If anyone's to blame, it's me—for not having grown up with you as childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates... but I'm still fortunate that we met each other in our best years and ended up together."

"Mm... San Shui brother, let's get in the car."

At this point, the two had already walked out of the hallway, the car parked nearby.

Qin Miao shook his head, pointed at his own face.

Chu Miaomiao furtively glanced around, seeing no one, she puckered her lips to kiss him; just then, Qin Miao swiftly turned his head, resulting in lip-to-lip, a peck!

"Delicious!" Qin Miao looked at his blushing wife, walked to the car satisfied, then drove off.

In the distance, under a big tree, a Red Flag car had a person about to explode with anger appear.

"Damn it, this guy is definitely no good! He must have used all sorts of tricks to get Miaomiao... humph, I won't stand for it! Secretary Wang, I want all the info on this guy!"

"Sure, I'll gather his data these days, but... the wedding is coming up soon, you..."

"I'm going to the wedding to expose his true face on the spot! Even if Miaomiao can't be my wife, she certainly shouldn't marry such a playboy!"

He Pengfei, who grew up in Sichuan Province, lived in the same courtyard as Chu Miaomiao from childhood; since playing house as a kid, he's liked Chu Miaomiao; from middle school on, despite meeting many pretty girls, his heart remained only for Chu Miaomiao.

Chu Miaomiao went to college; he went abroad to study, originally planning to propose after finishing studies, but unexpectedly... someone else beat him to it.

Just now, he personally witnessed Qin Miao demanding a kiss, from cheek to lips; this guy is quite the player, surely he used such tactics to trick Miaomiao into his hands!

"Should we inform Leader He?"

"No need! I'm already an adult; let me handle this myself!"

The Eight Great Springs, the eight most famous hotels on West Chang'an Street in the Capital, each with distinct flavors, long history, flourishing since mid-Qing dynasty; things like the Ten Great Halls, Eight Great Pavilions have been buried by history, only the Eight Great Springs still stand tall.

Year 81, January 28, lunar December 23, northern traditional Little New Year, auspicious for marriage and travel, taboo: none.

Early morning, firecrackers crackled, a convoy of over ten cars entered a certain compound in the Capital; Qin Miao held a bouquet, a photographer followed, they went upstairs, easily knocked on the door; fortunately this era didn't have door-blocking customs, nor anything vulgar; Qin Miao just needed to carry his wife downstairs all the way to the car.

By dawn, Chu Miaomiao had already arrived at the Qingshan Factory staff quarters; the wedding procession certainly needed to first bring her home; the factory was bustling with people, lanes filled with welcomes, firecrackers nonstop; in the new room they crossed the fire basin, paid respects to heaven and earth, lively festivities lasted past ten; after the ceremony, they headed to the Eight Great Springs to prepare the reception banquet for relatives.

A Red Flag sedan stopped at the entrance of the Great Land Spring.

"Xiao He, you really want to... go?"

"Well, this Qin Miao is just a suburban factory worker's son; these past six months he helped his father seize power, caused a fuss to go abroad to the foreign exchange department, even seized a luxury SUV at Ha Gong Da; so many misdeeds, I'll expose him myself! Humph, he's just riding on Uncle Zhang's coattails—pure fox borrowing tiger's might!"

At this moment, Xiao He was full of confidence; he opened the car door and got out, watching the car drive away, just as he was about to step inside, he saw another Red Flag car stop, the person getting out looked somewhat familiar. He thought, think quickly!

Right, it's Leader Wang of the Foreign Exchange Management Bureau! I exchanged foreign currency with him before going abroad; how could he be here? Attending the wedding? Exactly, he must be here for Uncle Zhang's sake, starting with him!

"Uncle Wang, hello! I'm Xiao He; half a year ago, thanks to you, you allocated me an extra two thousand dollars of foreign exchange..."

Leader Wang glanced at him: "Oh, Xiao He, you're also here to attend Comrade Qin Miao's wedding, right? Come, let's go in together!"

Wait, something's off! He should have said it's Miaomiao's wedding, after all Qin Miao just latched onto Uncle Zhang's high branch...

"Leader Wang, I've just returned not long ago, I don't even know who Qin Miao is; are you familiar with him?"

"This Qin Miao kid is impressive! You young folks will surely hit it off; from now on, hang out with him more, learn from him."

Xiao He instantly felt as nauseous as if he'd eaten feces, yet in front of his elders he still had to force a smile.